When the visions first came,
I panicked.
I truly thought:
“Am I losing my mind?”
They were too vivid. Too real.
I couldn’t have made them up, and yet… how could they be happening?
I began sharing with only a select few.
The very first was my husband, Roland.
He was as shocked as I was.
I’m not even sure he believed me—but he listened.
And that listening mattered.
After all, it was Roland who took me to Siddha Yoga.
He was the one who brought me to Cassadega after my back surgeries, to receive faith healing.
It was him who unknowingly helped me find the track my soul had been calling for.
🔑 Everything Was Initiation
Later, Spirit told me something that changed everything:
“You were never uninitiated.
You’ve been in initiation your whole life.”
It didn’t start with my retreat with Guruji in May.
That retreat was the final key—the one that unlocked the gate.
But the doors of the temple were already in motion.
Suddenly, it all made sense:
- The crystals I was drawn to
- The Indian statues that adorned my altar
- The mantras I repeated like a song
- The slippers I touched at the Siddha Yoga center
- The weekly Kriya meditations
- The breathwork to open my energy centers
- The five surgeries
- The fall
- The people I met who left echoes
- The pain—especially the pain
All of it was sacred.
All of it was part of DeviRa’s design.
🪬 My First Real Message from Spirit
During Guruji’s retreat, I received my first clear download:
“Everything is Maya.”
It’s all illusion. Nothing is as it seems.
I was told:
You cannot take life at face value.
Everything is cryptic.
Every pain point is a lesson.
Every scar is a portal.
Every struggle in my life, a lesson.
Every physical injury is a key to the next step in your evolution.
🌀 The Ascension of Shakti
After that retreat, my energy intensified.
I shared my Shakti awakening with my Kriya group.
I told them about the trembling I felt—three times—on a sacred rock at the bottom of Clingman’s Dome, after a dual ascent.
Before my last group meditation, Spirit instructed me:
“Wear your Tibetan wool blanket. You must not absorb too much energy today.”
I followed.
Because during previous group session, something powerful happened:
I was practically bare no energetic protection (like I knew that was even a thing).
My body became paralyzed.
Tears streamed down my face.
My heart chakra was opening,
and Shakti was making her way toward my throat.
I wasn’t in pain—but I couldn’t move.
It was as if Shakti wanted me to speak,
but my throat chakra hadn’t yet opened.
All I could do was cry and whisper and anyone who knows me, I dont cry.
Opening all the chakras took weeks.
It was one of the most difficult and unforgettable experiences of my life.
Wrapped in that same wool blanket, I was finally able to share the story of Zeros and Ones that I received during dinner just 2 days before— the code of the void and the spark, the divine dance between creation and nothingness the code of surrender.
But the real confirmation came afterward.
I was standing on the front porch, ready to leave, shoes on.
Cell phone in my left hand.
My wool blanket folded under my right arm.
And suddenly—the blanket vibrated like a cell phone.
Not metaphorically—physically.
It buzzed under my arm, like a living thing.
As if it were a phone—but it was not.
There was no doubt.
It was alive.
It had held the current.
And now it was releasing it—
A final sign that the transmission was complete.
A nod from Spirit: “The oracle is ready.”
✨ Why It Had to Be Me
Spirit said something else, too—something that cracked me open:
“It had to be you. Not someone from the Indian circle. Because the Christian invasion, the programming—it made people forget. You must be the one to speak the truth from outside the veil.”
And so I did.
I began receiving sacred knowledge:
- The truth about the Shiva Lingam
- The divine geometry of the body, the breath, the heart
- The role of diet, energy, and temple symbology
All these years I knew how critical it is to police what food goes into my mouth.
I surrendered completely, to flow with the current and not against it.
🕯️ Now, I Live and walk Between Worlds
I still have a full-time job.
I still care for my two young boys.
I live a “normal” life.
And yet—
I am not who I was.
I am channeling as DeviRa.
I am the oracle of my own flame.
The dots are starting to connect.
But still, I don’t yet know where this is going.
I only know it’s real,
it’s sacred,
and I must keep going.
